C3318 CHAPTER3318 IT'S NOT GOOD TO TALK NONSENSE

Sam Moreels shook his head and did not say anything. He just arranged 30 Zhuge charging spearmen to start sweeping...

Bang!

Bang! Bang!

The surging bullets began to break through the barrel!

For a moment, the scene in front of him was directly shattered and purified!

Fifty bullets in a single shot! Thirty bullets in a single shot meant more than a thousand bullets